She poured herself some soda and downed it quickly, and dug through the pantry until she found a chocolate chocolate chip muffin. She ate half and then shoved the remaining half into her mouth, and went to join Dean over at the door. Her shoes were nearby and were easily slid on, and she figured that she'd worry about pulling her hair up into a ponytail in the taxi on the way to the Company's offices.

"Leff go." She nodded toward the door, her words muffled by the muffin in her mouth. "Iff fime fo go." She was still pretty sad about that, but the delicious muffin was helping improve her mood.